Murda lyrics

[Verse 1: Cap-1]
It's gon be a murda
It's gon be a murda
Pull out and let down the curtin
The Phantom pull up like the sirpent
[?] get the work in
Water whip my wrist like I'm whippin [?]
Drop the [?] in the pot, make it skrt
[?] make the hoes go berserk
187, kill all these n*ggas
[?]
Claming the city, them boys out to get me
From flippin Whitney, made a mill off the [?]
Fantasy nothing like [?]
I spent a grand on my kicks
I spent a pound on my b*tch
I [?] the bricks
[?]
It's gon be a murda
[?]
From the dealership, it had no milage
[?] she was acting childish
Money counter [?]
Flip them bricks till the whip cost a house
Your b*tch a thotty, she take di*k in her mouGet this money, motherf*cker we out
n*gga I'm gone